Let's see.. just in case someone is actually reading this, I'll take the time to introduce myself.. Well firstly, my name is Alicia. Funny thing about my name: one's pronounced like "Aleesha" and the other is pronounced like "Aleesia." My name's pronounced like the second one. What else?

This has been on my mind since this morning and I wanted to get it out, and this seems like a great place to do that.

This is my rant on homophobia.

My Male identified friend, Chris confided in me one night that ey was apprehensive about taking a womyn’s studies course and identifying openly as a feminist, for fear of not only being rendered a “fag” or a “wuss” by eirs male peers, yet also for fear of being wrongfully labeled “the oppressor” or not belonging by eirs female classmates.

I was just wondering if you weren't gay do you think you would be a homophobe?Or how different do you think your views on homosexuality would be?

Sometimes it's like hitting your head against a brick wall. Every day there's some news story about yet another bunch of homophobes trying to destroy us.

[This poem's different from my usual schtuff, but me likes it. It's some pretty powerful stuff...]

Just sitting there,
Not a word to my lips,
Not a fist to my fingers,
Big man,
Black hair and scruffy cheeks,
Collar popped but
I didn’t hear it,
Speaks a language
We can both understand—
Faggot.
Sights aligned for
A freckle of time,
I swear I can see
Winter in blue eyes.

So valentines day was going great, and then it just spiraled out of control. A guy (who knows im gay) walks up to me and another guy in the locker room and says that he feels sick. We ask why, and he says its because he saw two guys holding hands. HOLDING HANDS! Thats it. The two continued on talking about how sick it was, and i was standing RIGHT THERE!

So I was going to write something about this anyway, but then I read this and decided to do it right this second than later. I thought I wrote about this before, but I can't remember - oh well, it's worth a double mention.

Today was great. I actually did something fun for once. My buddy Luke and I both needed to go to a candy store (Like bulk barrel for example) for our second period class. So since I needed to get a new hoody or two, well, not 'need' so much as want... anyway. I asked him if he wanted to come to the mall with me and Caitlyn. And this was the first time we ever hung out outside of school, so that's why I'm explaining the event of going to the mall with this guy.